Lilith Morrigan is what you would call an outcast. She's attended, and subsequently been expelled from, eight schools in four years. In her defense, it really wasn't her fault. But when the ninth kid drops dead after slapping your ass, the authorities tend not to believe you. Which is how she ended up in the ninth cop car in five years, her father opening the door with a shake of his head, and all three cops laying on the cold autumn ground, their necks snapped at odd angles.
"Papa!" Lilith grins. Blood smeared across her face.
"My little hellhound," the man sighs. "What am I to do with you?"
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these hallowed halls: wednesday
FanfictionIn which Lilith Morrigan gets sent to Nevermore after one too many "accidents" and finally comes into her inheritance. or Lilith Morgan is a few short days away from her 18th birthday. As the day draws closer her inheritance has begun to surface, ca...